"Clever!"
Jiang Che nodded.
Yu Wan'er's ability to adapt to situations was quite strong; she didn't just submit meekly after being caught.
"You—"
Yu Wan'er became somewhat flustered. Now that they were alone... if this guy tried to force himself on her, she'd really be in tears.
"Want me to call the police?"
"No, no, no, I'm a model student. I don't do anything illegal!"
Yu Wan'er was speechless. You don't do anything illegal?
You might as well have 'hooligan' written on your face.
"How about this—let's compromise. I won't reveal your secret... but I have a condition."
"You... you... you..."
Yu Wan'er was completely tongue-tied.
"How about I help you get together with Sister Yao? I know you like her... I can help you." In fact, she knew many of Ye Mengyao's embarrassing personal secrets.
But she didn't dare say these things out loud, afraid that Jiang Che might be secretly recording again.
She'd been scared by Jiang Che's threats last time, so now she was extremely careful when talking to him.
She didn't want her relationship with Ye Mengyao to develop cracks over such private matters.
......
"Haha, you're quite the sister-betraying little sister, aren't you!"
Jiang Che looked down at her condescendingly.
The distance between them was less than a fist's width.
He could even smell Yu Wan'er's faint fragrance—a gardenia scent mixed with a hint of milk.
This seemingly harmless little loli was actually extremely dark-hearted, with cunningness that could be called profound.
He knew the plot in advance.
Yu Wan'er's family circumstances weren't particularly good. The reason she became best friends with Ye Mengyao... was because she had her eye on her money!
She spent her days eating, drinking, and sleeping alongside Ye Mengyao, who was, after all, an heiress worth billions.
Money flowed like water through her hands; she didn't know the meaning of restraint!
Even having a little parasite attached to her didn't bother her in the slightest.
"Jiang Che, I'm not betraying Sister Yao at all, don't talk nonsense!"
"Hahaha... Yu Wan'er, do you even believe what you're saying?" Jiang Che laughed loudly.
"You really think I can't see through you? A poor girl like you hanging around a rich young lady all day, eating her food, using her things, and living at her place."
"Even vampires aren't as good at sucking as you!"
A flash of shock and fear crossed Yu Wan'er's almond eyes. How did Jiang Che know?
"You... you're the vampire! Yao and I are best friends, don't try to ruin our relationship!"
Yu Wan'er reacted like a fox whose tail had been stepped on, immediately becoming agitated.
"Hehe... if I'm not mistaken, that outfit you're wearing... probably costs at least four figures, right?"
"And your shoes, daily necessities, and such... Ye Mengyao must spend over a hundred thousand on her 'best friend' every year, right?"
"If that's not being a vampire, what is it? If Ye Mengyao were a man... tsk tsk tsk."
Jiang Che's blunt words pierced the girl's fragile heart like a sharp sword.
Yu Wan'er's pearl-like tears began to fall, and the corners of her eyes turned crimson, making her look pitiful.
Actually, what Jiang Che said wasn't wrong. Her relationship with Ye Mengyao was indeed unusual—Ye Mengyao often called her to the Ye residence at night... using her as a human pillow.
She wasn't a lesbian, and such excessive intimacy between girls made her feel suffocated.
Jiang Che pinched Yu Wan'er's little face; people always have an inexplicable urge to destroy cute things.
Especially now, with the little girl in tears.
"Actually, if I wanted to, I could easily drive a wedge between you and Ye Mengyao. Make her see clearly that her pure-hearted best friend actually has a gold-digging heart, that you're just a tick sucking her blood!"
"You... you... you—"
Yu Wan'er was crying from anger at Jiang Che's words, her eyes red like a badly bullied little rabbit.
Jiang Che's words made her seem worthless, but she couldn't refute them... because she was indeed dependent on others.
"Of course, I won't do that! Just listen to what I say, and I won't make things too difficult for you."
After beating around the bush, Jiang Che finally returned to the main point.
Yu Wan'er was crying with little hiccups; this pitiful appearance... if other loli enthusiasts saw it, they'd probably surrender immediately and turn into devoted followers.
But Jiang Che wasn't an ordinary person... he just chuckled.
"You remember Lin Yu who just joined our class today, right?"
"Mm!" Yu Wan'er nodded like a little chick pecking rice.
"You want me to... target him?"
The clever girl instantly guessed Jiang Che's intentions.
"Smart!"
Jiang Che snapped his fingers, then patted Yu Wan'er's head. The young girl's head was fluffy, feeling similar to petting a cat.
Yu Wan'er: (▔皿▔╬)
"When Lin Yu comes back, you'll be in charge of making him uncomfortable, understand? Just make sure he's not happy."
Yu Wan'er pouted. She didn't have a good impression of Lin Yu either—ugly and arrogant, a pure cringe-worthy idiot.
"Jiang Che, Lin Yu is just a poor student, and now he's broken the law... why don't you just find an excuse to get him expelled?"
Jiang Che shook his head. He could mess with him at school, but who knows if Lin Yu would secretly develop himself once he left school.
For now, it was better to follow the plot step by step, prevent his showing off, snatch away his opportunities, and slowly destroy him.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
